Chapter 7

Qin Haohan raised his head and looked at Xu Yan, feeling that something was not right.

This old man was psychologically unstable and often liked to make things difficult for students to show off his teaching skills. He considered himself witty and humorous, but in reality, he was just retaliating.

As a student who was always at the bottom of the class, Qin Haohan had been picked on by him many times.

At this moment, facing Xu Yan, Qin Haohan instinctively felt a bit nervous, but his face did not show any signs of tension.

Even if he was nervous inside, his face remained calm and composed, a result of his robot training.

This surprised the classmates who had expected to see Qin Haohan embarrassed, and it also made Xu Yan somewhat displeased.

This kid seems to have become more confident and doesn't take me seriously anymore.

Perfect, I'll use you to assert my authority!

Xu Yan made up his mind and called Qin Haohan to the podium.

"Go ahead, since you seem distracted in my class, you must have your own opinions. The current social system encourages free speech, so speak your mind boldly."

Qin Haohan stood there, and the students below looked at him, feeling that he seemed different.

His formerly thin and weak figure now stood tall and strong, and his sharp features looked quite handsome.

Actually, Qin Haohan had always been handsome, but his poor physical condition and low grades made him always keep his head down, making him seem unremarkable. Today, however, he gave everyone a refreshing impression.

Qin Haohan scanned the room and then said, "Since the teacher asked me to talk about the cultivation laws suitable for the first stage of physical training for the people of the Asian Federation, I'll just write them down."

He turned around, picked up the chalk, and started writing on the blackboard.

Regardless of the content, the handwriting was astonishing.

The characters were perfectly straight and uniform, as if printed by a machine!

Each character was spaced equally and of the same size.

"Three hundred years ago, Han Tang warrior Shi Fengcheng first proposed the five cultivation laws for the people of the Asian Federation, which have been used to this day...

Fifth tier: average physical fitness 76-80, muscle completion 300-350.

Fourth tier: average physical fitness 81-85, muscle completion 351-400.

Third tier: average physical fitness 86-90, muscle completion 401-450.

Second tier: average physical fitness 91-95, muscle completion 451-500.

First tier: average physical fitness 96-100, muscle completion 500+."

Having written this, Qin Haohan turned around and said, "The first tier has the largest range, from 501 to 601. At this level, one is considered a genius. The final limit is not determined solely by physical fitness but also by willpower and luck."

"Geniuses are common, and people with a strong will are not lacking, but luck is also very important. This is my experience."

As he spoke, sunlight streamed in, and Qin Haohan's voice was firm and resolute, giving the impression that he was speaking the truth, not just empty words.

For a moment, the class was silent, stunned by Qin Haohan's performance today.

The machine-like handwriting, the calm and composed expression, and the seemingly changed physique all seemed to indicate that this guy was different.

Even Xu Yan was surprised, but he quickly recovered and decided that he could not let Qin Haohan be so arrogant.

If this continued, it would completely undermine the educational and authoritative impact.

Xu Yan said coldly, "Being able to recite these laws is nothing. Everyone knows them. My question is, which law do you consider the most important? Which one is the most suitable?"

Without hesitation, Qin Haohan turned around and erased all the laws on the blackboard.

He picked up the chalk and wrote four large characters.

"Initial Concept!"

"Everyone knows that at the beginning of the new era, when people first encounter martial arts, they all have a dream and a pursuit, which is to perfectly refine every part of the body."

"Completing 639 muscles, 485 tendons, and 206 bones..."

"Each step must be perfect to achieve the ideal of the strongest..."

At this point, Xu Yan sneered, "That's true, but in reality, it's impossible. No one has ever truly completed every step perfectly. There are too many factors involved. Don't be unrealistic."

Qin Haohan responded calmly, "Reality needs theoretical support. Since the mentor asked which law I consider the most important, it is the initial concept. A martial artist who does not strive for perfection is not a good martial artist. Without a dream, how can one strengthen the country and look down on all the mountains?"

"Good..."

Below, Qin Haohan's desk mate, a boy named Zhang Chuang, could not help but clap.

He could be considered Qin Haohan's best friend, and they got along well. Hearing Qin Haohan's exceptional performance in front of the mentor, he instinctively clapped.

But he was the only one clapping, and soon he noticed that no one else was responding. Xu Yan looked at him with a stern face, and Zhang Chuang immediately lost his courage, lowered his head, and缩了下去, like an ostrich.

Xu Yan was extremely angry. Qin Haohan was clearly challenging his authority, which he could not tolerate.

He decided to give Qin Haohan a lesson he would never forget.

"Ha! Sounds good, but who doesn't know how to talk big? But do you know that to achieve the initial concept, you first need an incredibly strong willpower, which includes determination, endurance, and the ability to endure what others cannot. Just talking won't get you anywhere."

Qin Haohan's expression, which was usually expressionless, finally showed a smile. "Mentor, you're right. That's exactly what I think and what I do."

"Hmph, the bottom of the class, and you still dare to talk big. I think you need a lesson!"

Xu Yan could not bear it anymore. He lifted the teaching rod in his hand and struck Qin Haohan!

The teaching rod was an electric baton, emitting a bright blue light. The voltage was enough to make an ordinary person convulse on the spot!

Even these students would lose their ability to move and suffer for a while.

Seeing the cruel expression on Xu Yan's face and his harsh action, the students below let out a chorus of gasps.

Qin Haohan was in trouble. Today, he had gone crazy and opposed Xu Yan, and now he was in for a rough time. Being hit by the electric baton, he would likely miss the rest of the classes for the day.

The blue electric arcs seemed to jump on Qin Haohan's body for a moment, indicating that Xu Yan had held the switch for a while.

Qin Haohan's hair began to stand up gradually.

People were waiting for him to fall, but he did not fall.

When the electric arcs disappeared, Qin Haohan raised his hand and slowly smoothed down his standing hair.

"Ha, electric current..."

"Endurance..."

"According to the saying, if I, Qin Haohan, frown, I am not a true hero."

"In the Gregorian era, it was called 'remaining calm in the face of a collapsing mountain.'"

"In English, it's called 'endurance!'"

After saying this, Qin Haohan turned to Xu Yan and said, "Mentor, can I go back to my seat now?"

Xu Yan was stunned for a moment and instinctively nodded. After Qin Haohan returned to his seat, he looked at the electric baton in his hand, wondering if it was broken.

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